كلمات Send In The Clowns

Isn't it rich, aren't we a pair Me here at last in the ground, and you in mid-air Send in the clowns Isn't it bliss, don't you approve One who keeps tearing around, and one who can't move Well where are the clowns Send in the clowns Just when I stopped opening doors Finally knowing, the one that I wanted was yours Making my entrance with unusual flair Sure of my lines but no one is there Don't you like farce, my fault I fear I thought that you wanted what I wanted, sorry my dear But where are the clowns Quick, send in the clowns Don't bother, they're here Isn't it rich, isn't it queer Losing my timing this late in my career And where are the clowns There ought to be clowns Well maybe next year